”“Well, there’s no question of making her go back to her mother if she’s at risk, and at sixteen she can leave home if she wants to. She won�...t get any benefits, though, unless she can convince us she is at risk.”“We’ll be along.”She looked a question at me as I cut the call off. “Complicated,” I said with the help of Google, “Best wait until there is someone who can translate.”Complicated, indeed. I couldn’t be in the interview – indeed, I’d expected to leave her there and let the authorities. "You are very impertinent girl," the Queen insisted."No Ma'am, your son is very stupid." Greta sighed."Then you will have to marry him," the Queen insisted."Oh please no," Greta pleaded, "It's bad enough being his maid." My dear, you just have to bear him a son or two, nothing onerous." the Queen explained, "Separate rooms, a footman for a lover, why you need barely set eyes upon him."No," Greta insisted, "No!" Very well then," the Queen agreed, "I'll have the blacksmith make a brass copy of. When I came out of the bedroom, Michelle was waiting for me in my sitting room. She was dressed in a simple, soft flower print shirtdress. She stoodand hugged me saying, ‘Thank you for staying with us Chuck. This is special to have you with us.’ We went from the room through the foyer to the living/sitting room. From there we entered a lounge area with a bar and a view of the dining room. This place was highbrow. Michelle offered me a drink from the bar. When I asked if they might have. When she ended up initiating the kiss in Colette’s flat to show her gratitude for what she was doing for Arthur and the confusion she had felt coming in proved to be more from desire than avoidance. What happened after that was a segue into seamless choreography. Both participants had an equal penchant for sex and merely played their part in the destiny in which their paths had merged.As scenes played out in the reflection in the train window her body came alive with the memory of their kisses,.